How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 207: The Absolute Vitality within the Aura of Death

Chapter 207: Chapter 207: The Absolute Vitality within the Aura of Death

As soon as the sound started, he left the workshop. The next moment, he slid across the top of the workshop and fell from the open workshop roof. With a swift motion, he grabbed Zhou Qin and Old Zhou with one hand each. With a push from his feet, he soared through the air, leveraging the nearby rack to vault over the ten-meter-high glass partition, sending them out of Workshop No. 1.

Then, Lin Xiaosu returned.

He held the already opened red stone, his eyes gleaming, his heart racing twice as fast.

This stone was like a miniature dark abyss.

Within the abyss, he sensed an unbelievable energy.

What kind of energy?

Vitality!

On the outside, it was absolutely packed with dead energy.

But inside, there’s vitality after the dead energy disperses.

This is Jade!

Jade is formed over billions of years; could there be living things inside it?

This is even more incredible than jade containing poisonous gas.

The vitality is located at the bottom of the dark abyss. Lin Xiaosu’s finger pointed to that location, a dark stone resembling a miniature coffin.

The Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit covered this coffin-like stone, receiving great interference. He couldn’t specifically sense what was inside, but he could perceive a vitality that seemed to be the extreme opposite of dead energy...

Lin Xiaosu flicked his finger, opening the Secret Realm Space, and the dark stone entered his Secret Realm Space.

This set of actions went completely unnoticed by the people outside.

Next, he soared into the sky, disappearing from the workshop.

Outside, Zhou Qin had taken off her protective mask. Her delicate face was pale. After five suffocating minutes of testing, the doctor concluded: "Boss Zhou, rest assured, they all wore protective masks and were only mildly poisoned, resulting in some disorientation. A few days of rest in a quiet room will suffice."

It turned out they didn’t open the door because they were affected by the poisonous gas.

Resulting in lost judgment.

Wearing protective masks was crucial. The poor little cat, not understanding human language, had entered the workshop following its owner unnoticed by anyone, ending up completely stiff!

"Boss Zhou, goodbye!" Lin Xiaosu extended his hand.

Boss Zhou grasped his hand tightly: "Mr. Lin, if it weren’t for you today, the consequences would have been unimaginable... Xueyu Pavilion owes you too much."

"Don’t say that, it’s just our transaction!" Lin Xiaosu patted his hand.

"Mr. Lin, wait a moment... The pendants and tokens you asked us to process last time are ready... Old Zheng, hurry up and bring them to Mr. Lin!"

Old Zheng ran swiftly and brought a bag within no time. Inside the bag were the pendants and tokens made from the raw stone Lin Xiaosu had entrusted him to process last time.

Eight jade tokens, a string of beads, the beads were exquisitely round and lustrous, already a rare treasure. Each of the eight jade tokens featured different themes, showcasing the mastery of craftsmanship.

Lin Xiaosu took them, glanced over briefly, and praised Xueyu Pavilion’s exceptional skill...

Leaving Zhou Family Villa.

That night, Lin Xiaosu stayed at Taichong Hotel.

The next morning, he took a taxi heading to Wushen Mountain.

Wushen Mountain had undergone some changes.

The green in the mountains had diminished, replaced by more yellows, but this yellow was not withered, but vibrant.

Patches of vibrant yellow, beautiful and captivating against the morning mist and sunlight.

The taxi driver, as usual, was quite talkative.

Maybe that’s why he could run a taxi; elsewhere it might not matter, but in Taichong, taxis were really on the brink of being overtaken by shared electric vehicles.

As one industry rises, another falls.

Shared electric vehicles spread throughout Taichong City so destructively impacting the taxi industry.

With such convenient shared electric vehicles, who needs taxis?

What would happen to those taxis?

If they didn’t have the brains to adapt, they’d simply get wiped out.

Those who survived were the elite of the industry.

How did these elites survive?

They turned their taxis into guided tours and comfort vehicles. No matter who the visitors are, they always found points of interest, making the experience of having someone drive you quite pleasant.

Utilizing the advantage of "having someone," that was their way of survival.

They introduced local resources, each having excellent communication skills, and their emotional intelligence was exceedingly high...

Upon hearing Lin Xiaosu wanted to go to Wushen Mountain, the driver provided detailed information about the mountain, even familiar with the chef from the mountain hotel. He said this chef was the head chef of a major hotel in Taichong, his culinary skills renowned. "You must stay a night at the mountain hotel and try the Miao dishes prepared by him."

Lin Xiaosu laughed: "I’ve actually tasted his cooking; it’s indeed good, but he has shortcomings in preparing wild game meat...that’s simply beyond words."

The driver explained: "You might not believe it, but he initially made a name for himself in Taichong with Wushen Mountain’s wild game meat."

Lin Xiaosu was slightly taken aback...

The driver sighed lightly: "His wild game meat tastes bad now because he’s making amends. He’s atoning for his actions."

"Atoning?"

"Yes, because his secret recipe for Wushen Mountain’s wild game became too famous, causing the wild game prices to soar. Suddenly, countless people started hunting, nearly decimating the wild game population in Wushen Mountain. Realizing this, he quit his job as the head chef, burned the recipe, and since then, made all meat dishes particularly unappetizing, hoping people wouldn’t order meat dishes anymore."

Lin Xiaosu’s heart surged with emotions...

He had never imagined, the occasional wild game he had once eaten, had such a story behind it.

A chef, an unremarkable figure, because of his unique culinary skill sparked an animal crisis in Wushen Mountain, and then timely stopped the damage in a bizarre manner to atone for the animals...

Indeed, events in the world are interconnected.

A butterfly flapping its wings on the east coast of the Taiping Ocean can truly spark a tornado on the west coast.

The taxi stopped in front of the mountain hotel.

Lin Xiaosu didn’t enter the hotel; instead, he walked past Wushen Mountain Primary School. Though only a step away, his gaze swept across the school grounds.

Under the national flag, a group of children was raising the flag.

Among them, one kid with a rocket hairstyle was especially lively, offering a rather non-standard salute but with the most flamboyant gesture.

This was Little Moon.

Next to the front classroom, a teacher watched her with a smile; it was Hu Die.

Hu Die remained in the school, and Little Moon still had a teacher-cum-mother with her.

In Little Moon’s world, there were no waves.

What about Hu Die?

Where was she in the task he assigned her?

This task was somewhat special, not something to be rushed, just waiting for the right opportunity.

Everything now seemed unchanged.

Unchanged might not be good, but at least it wasn’t bad...as it suggested those people did not suspect her; otherwise, her days would not be so peaceful.

Turning the school corner, there stood a big tree.

An ancient cypress tree.

This tree seemed like a landmark, marking the inner area of Wushen Mountain Inner Village.

Lin Xiaosu lifted his leg and walked past, entering the Inner Village.

Tea gardens also had people.

They were picking autumn tea.

The tea leaf industry was significant for Wushen Mountain’s Miao people.

Since it could directly turn into money, the villages near the tea gardens all tend to cultivate a few plots precisely.

But the inner area seemed devoid of such gardens; at least in Lin Xiaosu’s impression, the Thousand Year Old Miao Village itself had no tea gardens.

As he continued to walk the ten li mountain road, the Thousand Year Old Miao Village came into view.

Lin Xiaosu saw Yixiang’s small yard from miles away.

He even spotted her mother’s figure in the courtyard.

A little over a month had passed, and the old lady seemed fully recovered.

Good news.

Where did Yixiang go?

Scanning around, he laughed, though he didn’t see Yixiang, he spotted a little white cat jumping down from the eastern hill.

Lin Xiaosu pivoted, passed through the mountain spur, and heard Yixiang’s mild nagging: "Little Hu, you don’t fumble other matters, why can’t you learn to land on four legs? Falling from such a height, what if your tail breaks?"

Little Hu shook its tail, indicating it was still functional.

Yixiang laughed, hugging Little Hu.

Suddenly, a voice surfaced behind: "What’s this? Little Hu, you landed on your bottom again?"

Yixiang spun half a circle briskly.

And in this turn, it seemed a splash of vibrant hues appeared on her cheeks.

She saw Lin Xiaosu...

"Brother!" Yixiang called softly, jumping up, dropping Little Hu, and hugging Lin Xiaosu’s waist.

Little Hu flew in the air, once again landing on its bottom, still somewhat dazed...

Lin Xiaosu’s first encounter felt warm and tender.

This was Yixiang’s attitude.

They had embraced once before; she had already acknowledged him as her brother, thus she didn’t mind, reflecting her enthusiasm.

Throwing herself back into her brother’s arms, holding him tight, her mind’s complexities over the past month dissolved into tenderness at this very moment.

A voice came softly to her ears: "Yixiang, this time I want... I want to enter Peacock Valley."

Ah?

Yixiang tensed up, too shy to lift her head, lightly twisting his waist: "Brother, you..."

"Cough... this..." Lin Xiaosu worried she might call him "rascal," quickly added: "I meant to enter Peacock Valley—the valley I once visited."

Among her utmost shyness and decorated thoughts, Yixiang’s mind suddenly filled with different ideas.

Valley!

The valley he had been to!

But he had never been to her "Peacock Valley," meaning he was referring to... the actual Peacock Valley?

Yixiang took a deep breath, dismissing distracting thoughts: "Why?"

"Because I want to find something important in the valley."

"What is it?"

"It’s hard to explain... Yixiang, can you accompany me inside?"

"Now?"

"Yes!"

"Well..." Yixiang hesitated slightly: "Brother, wait by that tree over there; I’ll go back and fetch something."

She pointed to the tree along the path to Peacock Valley.

"Alright!"

Yixiang grabbed her medicine basket and ran.

Little Hu followed, jumping.

From home to here, Yixiang walked with shaky steps, barely aware of what she was stepping on.

Oh my, how embarrassing, hearing Peacock Valley mentioned a few times, I misunderstood everything!

But, did Brother really not mean it?

Why do I feel uncertain?

What reason does he have to insist on entering Peacock Valley?

There’s no case to handle.

Could it be an excuse, intending the other "Peacock Valley"?

This Thousand Year Old Miao Village is highly traditional.

With Mother at home, there’s no place to plan such things, and Peacock Valley is precisely where lovers in the village meet privately, right?

Hmm, surely it’s that, Brother is just finding random reasons.

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